I bow to the lotus feet of the Supreme Guru, who awakens the happiness of one’s true Self revealed. Beyond better.
Like a Shaman in the jungle, he can even eliminate the most awful poison — the delusion of our conditioned existence.
Taking the upper body shape of a man, carrying a conch (signifying the divine sound), a discus (infinity) and a sword (power of discrimination), and with a thousand white heads.
To Patanjali, I salute.